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I used to see them as a boy:
Hanging around on street corners,
Loitering with intent,
Picking off the ice cream vans, one by one.
They pandered to the masses,
Displayed all their wares:
Scalpels, sedatives and inexpensive love.
They were the last resort, the leaky policy,
The get-out-of-jail card, for one more week.
Two for the price of one, sometimes.
‘Lie down...
Sunday 3rd December 2023 8:45 am
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